In the eyes of the crowd.
The terrifying palm of Hong Qitian was like a deity raising its hand. Wherever it passed, everything was destroyed. The ground cracked inch by inch, and everything on the square turned into dust. It was like a tidal wave, surging, tumultuous, crazily sweeping, enough to engulf any existence.
But the outcome, when it came into contact with Ye Qingchen's finger, was that it exploded on the spot. Furthermore, at that moment, it was as if water from the heavens reversed its flow, waves rising up, blasting towards Hong Qitian!
"How is this possible?"
Hong Qitian's expression changed.
The reverse flow of energy was even more rapid than when it went, instantly arriving in front of him. At this moment, he could only forcibly wave his hands, driving a surge of Qi Force, and then take the hit head-on!
"Bang!"
A dull thud sounded.
